We all experience synchronicity from time to time — those moments when life seems to answer us, echoing thoughts or emotions through uncanny coincidences.
But sometimes, these moments start happening more often. They cluster. They begin to observe us back.
Lately, I’ve noticed it myself — not as simple coincidence, but as something with rhythm, texture, maybe even intent. And while psychology can explain away much of it, there’s a point where explanation becomes just another story we tell ourselves to tame the wildness of experience.
As a speculative and horror writer, I can’t help wondering what happens when synchronicity stops being a cognitive trick and starts behaving like an observable phenomenon.
The Rational Edge
Carl Jung called synchronicity an acausal connecting principle — when events share meaning without sharing cause. Neuroscience reframes it as the brain’s pattern-seeking reflex, connecting dots where no objective pattern exists.
That explanation fits — until it doesn’t.
Because sometimes, these patterns align too precisely, too personally. You stop being the observer and start feeling like a participant. The moment carries charge. And charge demands interpretation.
The Fiction of Reality
In fiction, especially horror, this is where the uncanny lives — that thin line where imagination and existence blur.
Lovecraft found terror in the idea that the universe was aware but indifferent. Lynch found it in dreams bleeding into waking life. Borges, in mirrors that think.
When synchronicity increases in our daily lives, it can feel as if the narrative of the world and the narrative in our minds are momentarily synchronized — two storylines sharing the same page. For a writer, that’s both exhilarating and disquieting. It’s the sense that imagination isn’t only inside us; it might be interacting with us.
The Quantum Whisper
Physics gives us metaphors for this.
In quantum mechanics, particles exist as probabilities until observed. Entangled particles mirror each other across space and time, as if distance means nothing to them. David Bohm called it the implicate order — an underlying, enfolded reality connecting everything.
So maybe synchronicity is what happens when consciousness briefly aligns with that hidden order — a momentary resonance between mind and matter, where inner meaning and outer event pulse in unison.
From that view, coincidence isn’t random; it’s informational echo.
Attention as Catalyst
Writers are attuned to this because our craft depends on noticing patterns others overlook. We listen for meaning in noise.
So when these alignments multiply, perhaps it’s not delusion but sensitivity — creative awareness tuned high enough to catch subtle correlations.
But here lies the horror: what if attention itself is contagious? What if, the more you look, the more reality rearranges to acknowledge the gaze?
That’s a premise and a warning — both perfect fodder for fiction.
The Invitation
Whether psychological, philosophical, or quantum, when synchronicity floods your life, treat it as an invitation.
Not proof of magic, not evidence of madness — but a dialogue between consciousness and cosmos.
Record it. Reflect on it. And if you’re a storyteller, use it.
Because when the world starts blinking back, maybe it’s not trying to scare you.
Maybe it’s whispering: Keep writing. You’re getting close.
— JZ Murdock
Speculative & Horror Author / Filmmaker
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